With the installation of his ashes and plaque complete, it was time to visit. Last week, my husband and I together. Unsure of what to expect. Another 'first' in a line of many. Pleasantly surprised. Emotional of course, but not undone. Standing there with the knowledge that these were only the fragments of his earthly remains. That his spirit would always be connected to mine. Feeling the love behind the eight words we had chosen to capture what we hoped he would be remembered for. Your smile, laughter and caring heart touched many. Then yesterday, ventured over again, alone. Gazed at the round space in the wall, directly beside his. The one meant for Kelly. Still empty, unmarked. Disappointment and anxiety creeping in, wondering if the plan will still go ahead. That their remains be laid to rest side by side. Understanding that in the big picture, it will not be end of the world if it does not come to pass. To help comfort my heart however, very much hoping it will.
( Update: I received confirmation later this afternoon that arrangements had already been made. So very, very grateful for that.)